Thanks to a pair of “fine legs,” Xiao Muyi, having tasted success, suddenly became enthusiastic, no longer leaving Yin Sangyu to carry the conversation alone.
Their chats became a lively back-and-forth, each session lasting a long time, their tones growing increasingly familiar. To further close the distance, Yin Sangyu boldly called Xiao Muyi “big brother.”
Though still far from online dating, they were more than adequate as friends.
Moreover, perhaps because chatting consumed Xiao Muyi’s time, he hadn’t done anything bad for three days. Free from headaches, Yin Sangyu was revitalized and clear-headed.
He taunted the system: “Who said this wouldn’t work on Xiao Muyi? He’s been well-behaved for three days.”
The system, tired of urging him to do tasks, didn’t want to engage, merely tossing Xiao Muyi’s unchanged data in his face, not even a decimal point shifted.
Yin Sangyu didn’t bother looking, letting out a low hum before diving back into building rapport with the villain. Today, however, he had no intention of just chatting.
The time was ripe to start redeeming Xiao Muyi.
To make his intentions less obvious and subtly influence Xiao Muyi’s warped values, Yin Sangyu deliberately sought out an adult version of The Complete Collection of Fairy Tales, planning to act coy and ask Xiao Muyi to read it to him.
Fairy tales were educational, their morals squarer than a square, with protagonists all kind little angels. The adult version ensured he wouldn’t seem childish.
Most importantly, he genuinely liked Xiao Muyi’s voice.
Forcing himself to seduce Xiao Muyi daily, Yin Sangyu figured he deserved some perks.
Timing it with the end of a typical university class, he sent The Complete Collection of Fairy Tales to Xiao Muyi.
Flying Little Rabbit: Big brother, I want to read fairy tales today, but my eyes hurt. Can you read them to me?
Xiao Muyi glanced at the book, pausing at the words “adult version,” his eyes flashing with disgust.
Black: …You really want me to read this book to you?
Flying Little Rabbit: Of course! Your voice is so nice, I want to fall asleep listening to it tonight!
This was absolutely sincere; Xiao Muyi’s voice could easily be his lullaby.
Black: Wouldn’t this be a bit inappropriate?
What’s inappropriate about reading a book? Yin Sangyu assumed Xiao Muyi found him troublesome and, well-practiced, began to act coy and throw a tantrum: Please, please, please! It’s such a small request, and you won’t even do it? Sob sob sob, I’m so hurt, I can’t be comforted!
Knowing the omega’s facade hid a tall, robust alpha, Xiao Muyi was inevitably repulsed by the affected sob sob sob, his teeth grinding with a click.
But to lower this alpha’s guard and lure him out, he suppressed his rising irritation and reluctantly replied: Alright…
Black: But this book… I need to be somewhere private to read it to you.
Black: Can it be tonight?
A quiet setting would make Xiao Muyi’s voice even clearer. Yin Sangyu readily agreed: Mmhm, I’ll wait obediently for big brother.
After that, Yin Sangyu left Xiao Muyi alone, passing the time browsing amusing things online, as he always did during his “recovery.”
Perhaps because he had an appointment today, time flew by unusually fast, and evening arrived quickly.
Before the storytelling began, Yin Sangyu found a comfortable position nestled on the sofa, clutching a fluffy pillow, fully relaxed with his eyes closed, waiting.
Soon, Xiao Muyi started a one-sided voice call. His voice, utterly at odds with his personality—gentle and reserved—flowed slowly from the phone, drifting into Yin Sangyu’s ears.
Yin Sangyu listened quietly for a while, inevitably growing drowsy. Since he planned to ask Xiao Muyi’s thoughts afterward, he got up, drank some water to perk up, and sat back to continue listening.
But as he listened, Xiao Muyi’s voice began to falter, as if embarrassed and holding back. Yin Sangyu finally sensed something was off.
He bolted up, grabbed his phone, opened The Complete Collection of Fairy Tales, and flipped through a few pages. Seeing pages filled with explicit content and suggestive illustrations, he painfully rubbed his face.
Forgive him; he’d spent his life in military camps with little exposure, and due to his high status, no one included him in such matters. Only now did he realize what “adult version” meant.
No wonder Xiao Muyi had asked if it was inappropriate earlier…
Xiao Muyi’s reading grew increasingly halting, skipping entire sections, only picking less embarrassing parts to read.
Judging by this, who knew how mortified he was offline, yet he hadn’t given up.
Yin Sangyu couldn’t help but chuckle twice. Though unintentional, had he just teased the great villain?
Not meaning to make things difficult, Yin Sangyu quickly messaged to interrupt.
Flying Little Rabbit: Oh no! Big brother, wait, what are you reading?!
Xiao Muyi’s face held none of the shyness Yin Sangyu imagined, only the humiliation of being “molested” by an unknown alpha, his body radiating dark aura.
Seeing this alpha dare to feign ignorance, he narrowed his eyes, mentally adding another grudge.
Black: What’s wrong? Didn’t you ask me to read it?
Flying Little Rabbit: No, no, I didn’t ask you to read such embarrassing stuff!
Black: …
Flying Little Rabbit: If I say I didn’t know the book had this kind of content before, would you believe me, big brother?
Not only did Xiao Muyi not believe him, he wanted to shred him to pieces.
Black: I believe you.
Flying Little Rabbit: Great! I was so worried you’d misunderstand me. But why did you keep reading such embarrassing stuff, big brother? It’s so shy-making.
Black: Because… you asked me to read it.
Yin Sangyu sucked in a breath at this, knowing it must be an act— the great villain wasn’t this obedient—but couldn’t help saying, “So good.”
Flying Little Rabbit: Why are you so obedient to me, big brother? I might end up bullying you…
Xiao Muyi tugged at the corner of his mouth. This was the alpha’s line he’d been waiting for. He deliberately slowed his typing, creating the illusion of hesitation.
Black: …Because you’re the only one who’s ever approached me willingly. I want to respond to you as best I can.
Yin Sangyu reread this line, which seemed like something from a successful conquering, and uncertainly asked the system: “What’s Xiao Muyi’s data now?”
System: [Current Villain Redemption Value: 0/1000] [Current Villain Blackening Value: 100%] Please don’t harbor wishful thinking.
The cunning villain told such a heartfelt story he almost believed it. Yin Sangyu clicked his tongue and typed a reply.
Flying Little Rabbit: Yes, you’ve found that person.
Flying Little Rabbit: Big brother, you’re so pitiful, but don’t worry. I’ll always be with you from now on!